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madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer: Doing Time in a Psychiatric Unit
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Madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer. Poetry of a Bipolar Writer: About poetry,Relationship,Feminism,Politics,Consciousness, Loss, and Recovery. Wednesday, August 27, 2008. Doing Time in a Psychiatric Unit. Like a trpped bird. Raging against the windows,. I pressed my face sideways. Trying to see a tree,. Houses in a row,. Anything beyond the dreary walls,. Beyond the wardens, the psych techs. Looking for a rule to enforce. The sterile time passed. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer: Untitled
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Madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer. Poetry of a Bipolar Writer: About poetry,Relationship,Feminism,Politics,Consciousness, Loss, and Recovery. Wednesday, August 27, 2008. From crushed glass,. In bridges from this place. Bearing the burden of traffic. Of people going somewhere. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Informed by More Than These. Michael Angelo - life, art, poetry. The Music of Vivaldi, Mozart, all classical. Flowers of Evil, Charles Baudelaire. The Meaning of The Name, Focault.
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madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer: In Love With California
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Madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer. Poetry of a Bipolar Writer: About poetry,Relationship,Feminism,Politics,Consciousness, Loss, and Recovery. Wednesday, August 27, 2008. In Love With California. The inland sea wafts through the night breeze. It smells like California. And I long to be there. The lights of the city glow. Like the eyes of a woman in love. By tomorrow I will love this city again. But, tonight I'm in love. With the smell of California. For the gift of sea. The Tao of Physics.
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madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer: Old Friend
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Madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer. Poetry of a Bipolar Writer: About poetry,Relationship,Feminism,Politics,Consciousness, Loss, and Recovery. Wednesday, August 27, 2008. I am thinking of you friend,. Me The one you were afraid of. The one you almost started something with,. But thought better of it. I was in a bad place. And we had no time for each other. Too many duties, too much baggage. The wind has blown wild through my hair. And I turned brown in the sun. At the same time. All Thing...
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madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer: Because Her Dog Was Chained to the Bed
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Madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer. Poetry of a Bipolar Writer: About poetry,Relationship,Feminism,Politics,Consciousness, Loss, and Recovery. Wednesday, September 3, 2008. Because Her Dog Was Chained to the Bed. She slept on an ironing board at night. So she wouldn't move in her sleep. Or get her fingers sticky rocking. Right away I could tell. She'd had a face lift. And they forgot to do her eyes. She couldn't light them up. With a whole box of kitchen matches,. Dozens and dozens of them.
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madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer: Morning in my city
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Madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer. Poetry of a Bipolar Writer: About poetry,Relationship,Feminism,Politics,Consciousness, Loss, and Recovery. Wednesday, August 27, 2008. Morning in my city. The sparrows have gone mad. With singing in the pinion in the parking lot. Garbage trucks grown with heavy loads and shriek. As they lift their burden high above the head. The cars whip past my building. And the sun rises. It is a Friday morning. And all of us wake up to each other. The Tao of Physics.
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madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer: The Desire to Be What She Wasn't
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Madonna overdrive poetry by smffy a bipolar writer. Poetry of a Bipolar Writer: About poetry,Relationship,Feminism,Politics,Consciousness, Loss, and Recovery. Wednesday, September 3, 2008. The Desire to Be What She Wasn't. She cut rubies from watermelons,. And swallowed the seeds,. Married her sister's husband. And lit fires at night. Sit, sit, sit she said. And watercress salad,. While the mean wanted drumsticks,. To drip grease from their elbows. And lick their fingers. She wore bees in her hair. From ...
